


You Need To Stop Reading

by MarieMaknae23



Category: DBSK | Tohoshinki | TVfXQ | TVXQ
Genre: Characters Reading Fanfiction, M/M, Porn With Plot, Semi-Public Sex, Smut, confused feelings
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2018-04-23
Updated: 2018-04-23
Packaged: 2019-04-26 18:24:15
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Chapters: 1
Words: 5,169
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14407896
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/MarieMaknae23/pseuds/MarieMaknae23
Summary: Jaejoong gets himself busy after reading something quite interesting that the fans sent him, was that the quickest solution to stop thinking about Yunho?It didn't seem to be working, specially when suddenly the leader got in the room.





	You Need To Stop Reading

**Author's Note:**

> Please forgive me for bad grammar, commas are my biggest bitches and english is not my native language.

He bit his lip when he saw the sexy moves Jung Yunho was doing, they were just so glorious that he was really grateful no one could read his mind, because, damn! He would be really fucked, especially because his thoughts were highly sexual and that wasn’t right, he shouldn’t be thinking in such dirty things with a man, specially his band mate. 

He shook his head and wiped the sweat of his forehead, Yunho stopped in front of him. The choreographer had begun talking about something, but he wasn’t paying attention, he was focusing on a single drop of sweat that ran the glorious tan skin of his leader, doing an intricate path until getting lost somewhere near his collarbones, Jaejoong had never wished so badly to be a drop of sweat, until that moment he understood why his fans were so eager in wanting to be inanimate objects just so they could be close to them.

Jaejoong shook his head again, he was getting really confused, a confusion that had begun several days ago, even months, a confusion that he couldn’t get clear in his head, no matter how much he thought about it. Was it desire what he was feeling when he saw Yunho? Was it something else? Yes, he was pretty sure he was gay, he had knew since he was very young, maybe even before debuting and getting into the SM as a trainee, and it wasn’t the first time he felt some kind of sexual tension towards another label mate, but with Yunho it was different, maybe it had something to  do with the fact that they were pretty close, even best friends, neither of them could be at peace if they weren’t close to each other, skinship between them was natural and Jaejoong couldn’t recall the moment those briefs moments began to stir up his heart and turn his cheeks pink, he couldn’t differentiate if the dirty thoughts he was having was just because he was sexually frustrated, after all, it had been months since his last real sexual encounter and not just some quick masturbations before his schedule, or because he was developing real feelings towards his leader, or maybe he actually had a crush on him but couldn’t accept it?

“Ah…don’t know…” the vocalist mumbled, scratching his scalp and tousling his hair, he then realized everyone else had dispersed as practice ended and they had to get ready to their next schedule; Yunho was still practicing some twirls in front of him, he had removed his sweatshirt and was left only in a tank top and Jaejoong did all he could so he wouldn’t stare with his mouth wide open, everyone had worked hard to get in shape for their new “sexy concept”, and, fuck! The new concept fit Yunho like a glove and gave Jaejoong many troubles in his mind and in his pants, the guy had gained so much muscles that it was impossible to ignore…or want to lick all of the lines of his abs.

“You’ve got a scary look” Yunho said, realizing the strong look the oldest was giving to him “stop biting your lip already, you are going to make yourself bleed and it is going to get swollen, as if you don’t have enough thick lips” he added, throwing one towel, with which he had just wiped his sweat, this hit him straight in the face and Jaejoong threw it back at him with some disgust in his face. But he did it to avoid blushing while thinking in another ways Yunho could get his lips swollen.

“Practice was fine, guys” the choreographer said and all of them gathered around “See, it’s not as difficult as you thought, you have all your sexiness within yourselves” Jaejoong suddenly felt how his senses clouded as Yunho gave him a back hug, he was about of having a mental collapse feeling the tight chest muscles against his back “But, Kim Jaejoong, stop looking at Yunho throughout the entire choreo, focus on your own movements, don’t try to copy his, the choreo is not the same for you at some parts and you forget about that” Jaejoong blushed, but this time because he had gotten caught. “Good, now let’s end this for today, go eat or whatever you have to do next.”

Jaejoong rushed to get out of the practice room, he needed to get away from Yunho and his toned body covered in sweat, with his sexy musk scent and his killer smile. He walked hurriedly through the hallways of the company, greeting with a nod to whoever he saw in them, his mind was a total mess to recognize who were those people, he just needed some space to think.

He knew that their actions weren’t precisely those actions of a good friendship, yes, they were the best of friends and they were so comfortable with each other that they were no longer ashamed of showering together, or sharing a bed, and yes, he could do that with Junsu or Yoochun and he wouldn’t get all messed up after that, and again, what was different about Yunho? At some times when his mind was really messed up and let his hormones dominate his body he would do bolder actions towards the younger, too much skinship or even more daring touches, but Yunho never reacted badly, when they had to act in dangerous game they were so natural they could have done their scenes in one go, but Jaejoong knew he kind of had to pretend, besides, being so close to Yunho made him all giddy inside, resulting in all the giggles and such they had during filming, but while they were rehearsing it was a really different thing, he could feel the seriousness in Yunho, he could see the strong emotion in his eyes, or was his delusional heart that wanted to think Jung Yunho could feel something for him?

He dropped himself in one couch of one of the many waiting rooms of the company, those rooms were fully equipped for when groups or trainees had to wait for their turn to practice if it was the turn of the sunbaes to practice; that room now belonged to DBSK, as it was one of the biggest and the farthest, therefore, they couldn’t bother anyone with their loud chatting or laughs, even with their constant quarrels, and Jaejoong was sure all the members had enjoyed some “private time” with their laptops.

He sighed, staring at the ceiling for a long while, trying to calm down his racing mind, but Jung Yunho didn’t wanted to leave his thoughts, neither he, or the provocative mole he had above his lip, nor his puppy eyes that could suddenly turn in a very powerful and sexual gaze that melt every girl, and some boys, within its reach, his hip thrust also drove many people crazy and Jaejoong couldn’t avoid thinking how good it would feel to be fucked with those movements and the monster Yunho had between his legs, because, duh, it was obvious he had seen it, and man! It was dreamy, thick and...

“Sweet God” Jaejoong whimpered, feeling suddenly that the room was way too hot.

He felt too hot, even feverish, he messed his chocolate locks and stood up, walking around the room. He definitely needed to stop having those thoughts immediately, nothing of that did him well, he was away from the dorm, he still had a day full with activities and he couldn’t have an awkward boner every time he went near Yunho, he needed to get distracted as soon as possible’ je saw a bunch of papers on top of a desk, if he remembered right they were fan mail that they left in there to read later, nice, that was he needed, some fan love, some letters of some girl swearing that she would marry one of them one day, letters filled with cute words. Yes, cute things, those were a very good distraction.

He opened the first letter and began reading, smiling at the words Cassiopeia wrote, feeling moved by the effort they put in decorating the letters and the envelopes, laughing at some memories they wrote down, memories they shared together at fansings and concerts, he laughed with the letters of fans saying they wanted to marry one of the five, or that they couldn’t find a boyfriend because they were so perfect no guy was going to be enough for them; he knew it may be a little rude, but at least, he had stopped thinking lustfully.

His brow furrowed slightly when he saw a bigger envelope, but then he thought maybe It was a longer letter, a drawing in a portrait or, in an extreme case, one of those crazy stories the fans liked to write, in which they pair them within themselves or with the author of the fanfic, he had read some of them, it seemed like the favorite couple was the one formed by him and Yunho, followed by Junsu and Yoochun, it was kind of strange, but he couldn’t deny that some of the fans had real talent.

He stared at the envelope for a moment, still with the frown in his face, maybe it had been them who put the idea in his mind that he felt something more than a friendship for Yunho? While being lost in that thought his hands opened the envelope and pulled out the sheets that were in it, and whit a small click of his tongue, he began reading.

And just as he thought, it was a fanfic, he smirked a little when he turned over the cover, in which it read the title, the author and a small dedication in which the fan had written “I hope that you make this come true one day”, so at first he thought it was about one of them and her, as it didn’t say anywhere the couple or the theme, nor even a brief description of what he was about to read, but his mind went blank when he read the first line.

_“their lips crashed against each other again and again, until, getting more desperate, Yunho took his lips towards Jae’s sweaty clavicle, willing to bury his nose and tongue; his breathing was causing him all sort of sensations on the neck of the other”_

He swallowed slowly, that was not what he needed at that time, why in the world that girl had ever thought in write that situation? Why did she had to send it that day? Why did he had to open it and read it? He had the impulse to leave the story alone, but his hands couldn’t respond to the orders of his brain, still holding tightly the sheets, he felt his cheeks burn and his lips went dry, his eyes looking for the text, continuing with the lecture.

_“Jaejoong threw his head back, stroking his back fiercely, sliding his fingertips over his skin, feeling how his breath stirred by their mutual actions”_

He almost had a heart attack when he realized that he imitated the actions in the story, throwing his head back against the couch and his fingertips had ran through the skin of his neck, he could feel the hairs in the area brisling by his touch, he looked nervously around before continuing reading, even more puzzled and interested in the story.

_“Yunho knelt behind Jaejoong, he leaned over him, endlessly masturbating him deftly as Jaejoong bit his lips so he could stop the moans that no longer fit in his throat, it pressed against his chest and wanted to scream, but he just squeezed his eyes shut and bit his lips with force”_

Oh Lord! He was in trouble, in a big one. The heat had increased suddenly in the room, he felt like when he was a silly teenager and got aroused seeing women in lingerie, hiding in the bathroom of the dorm, but now it was kind of getting out of hand, first because it was just a story and specially because the fic was about him and Yunho! And he was trying to avoid thinking in Yunho at all costs, it wasn’t the first time he got a hard on thinking about Yunho, he reprimanded himself, he wasn’t supposed to be at that situation.

A shiver ran through his spine while he realized the growing bulge in between his legs, he would need to go to the showers after that, after all, all his efforts had vanished into thin air.

_“Yunho ran his hands all over Jae’s butt, then his back, he buried one of his manly hands in his dark locks and the other took his own erection and directed it towards the entrance of the oldest, starting to ram into his hips, careless, merciless, while he was fucking him quickly, he took the other’s erection with his free hand, squeezing the flesh in his hand, from the base, masturbating him at the same rhythm of his thrusts, clearly showing his skills, skills that made Jae moan loudly.”_

“God dammit!” he exclaimed, throwing the sheets on the table and fanned himself with a hand, he thought he could get over it, but it was clear he failed again.

Jaejoong inhaled deeply several times, but his accelerated heart and throbbing erection didn’t stopped to bother him, if he was suffering before because he couldn’t stop thinking about Yunho and his sexy being, now he couldn’t stop about Yunho kissing him, holding him tight against his naked and muscled body, his fingers stroking his back, his manhood, his lips tracing the line of his jaw, his big cock sliding inside him, expanding his interior, pleasure filling his body as he let himself loose against him, his arms still holding him tighter…

He moaned softly and threw his head back again, biting his lips, his cheeks were incredibly red, his mind had stopped functioning when one of his hands fiddled near his zipper, feeling the hardness that strained against his pants, he outlined his cock over the fabric, he moaned again when he imagined it was Yunho the one that was sliding down the zipper, looking hungrily for his erected manhood; with a more audible moan his fingers began to stroke his own cock, closing his eyes, and throwing aside the thought that that was completely wrong and it certainly wasn’t the time to do it.

His hand hold firmly the base of his manhood, making him pant louder as in his mind Yunho was kissing and nibbling his neck, whispering something like “how big and hard it was”, and that was true, he felt heavy against his hand and he was so hard it even hurt a bit, wanting release; still with Yunho in his mind he began to move his hand slowly, enjoying the touch, hoping the sensation will never end.

His body arched completely, his hand acquired a faster and feverish pace, his eyes were tightly closed and he was sure he already had a bruise on his lower lip as he was biting it hard, but that was preferable than the whole company hearing him moan, but he couldn’t help it.

“ah…Yunho…” he panted, he suddenly had thought in squeezing the tip, getting more satisfactory results, a spasm ran through his body and he knew his end was close “Yes, Yunho…more, please” he panted again, licking his lips, the Yunho in his mind was licking his nipples and his fingers exploring his entrance.

“Do you need some help?” Yunho’s hoarse voice echoed in his brain.

“Yes, please, I’m so close, Yunho, please…” Jaejoong moaned, without realizing the real Yunho was standing in front of him and he was actually the one who had talked, staring lustfully how his flesh was moving in his hand, how his face was contorted with pleasure.

“You just needed to ask, boo” Yunho said, kneeling in front of him and his hand joined Jaejoong’s, who immediately opened his eyes when he felt the other hand, he blushed deeply and tried to get away from him “Don’t, don’t do it, you perfectly know you don’t want” Yunho added, seeing the frightened look his band mate had, he opened his mouth to say something, but all he could do was moan as Yunho had continued stroking his length, Yunho’s hand felt different from his and submerged Jaejoong slowly into pure bliss.

Without neglecting Jaejoong’s cock, he climbed on the couch, next to him, looking desperately for his lips, and his met Jaejoong’s quickly, deeply, still with passion wanting to go out, the moans of the two were drowned in the other’s mouth, Jaejoong clung tightly to his hair, Yunho groaned and grabbed one of his hands and put it in his crotch, to show him how turned on he was, because, yes, he had seen most of Jaejoong’s solo.

The vocalist seemed so immersed in his imagination that he hadn’t heard Yunho entering the room, who at first thought of laughing at the oldest, but something in his bright cheeks and fast hands had stopped him, igniting that feeling that was bothering him for quite a while, switching on the desire he felt for the other, desire that he was able to ignore most of the time, but his actions seemed to be his breaking point.

Jaejoong’s cock twitched and semen spilled everywhere, cum staining the couch and sliding down Yunho’s hand, the vocalist stood still, breathing deep trying to recover himself from the high of the orgasm, yes, it had been a hand job, but he still thought it was one of the best orgasms of his life, no woman he had fooled around with had achieved that, maybe it had to do with the fact that it was provoked by the man he had been fantasizing rom a while,  and that he always knew he was gay. But still…he felt he needed to say something.

“Yunho…I…” he tried to apologize, but the aforementioned shut him off with a hot kiss in which their tongues immediately found each other, letting him know with that kiss that he was as needy and anxious as he was.

Panting noisily, their tongues inspected each other’s mouths, the kiss was just perfect and pleasurable, but it wasn’t enough, it was never enough. Yunho managed to take off Jaejoong’s shirt, separating only for a brief moment to breath, however the oldest looked hindered by the desperate caresses of the other, so he could only scratch Yunho’s back, sighing from time to time because of the wonderful hands that touched his body.

Clothes began to slowly disappear, or maybe a little faster than planned, but who cared? Both were entangled in their arms, enjoying the feel of their naked bodies touching, of their lips kissing everything they could.

Yunho looked with interest how Jaejoong’s dick began to harden again between his legs meanwhile he licked the dancer’s chest, his naked body was truly the most beautiful thing he had seen: white skin adorned with a few hickeys that his most frenetic kisses caused, his muscles covered by a thin layer of sweat, his dark hair tousled, his eyes bright with lust…he just thought at that moment that Kim Jaejoong was the most beautiful human being on the earth and the most beautiful human being deserved to enjoy of the best caresses. 

He took again Jaejoong’s erection between his fingers, who moaned loudly at the mere touch, masturbating him, he managed to sit him up straight on the couch, he was staring at the big almond shaped eyes of the oldest, he wished for a moment that he was able to take photos with his eyes, because the way Jaejoong look at that moment deserved to be preserved forever, and even more when he began on sucking the tip of his hardened manhood, Jaejoong’s reaction had been beautiful, pleasure marked in his face, his nails dug up in Yunho’s shoulder and he moaned shameless, mixing his name in between.

He sucked harder, making him almost scream, his hands caressed his white thighs, barely touching his hips and returning again to the intern face of his thighs, reaching his entrance, making him shiver, he knew that just blowjobs and handjobs weren’t going to be enough.

“Yun-Yunho...please…” Jaejoong’s pleading voice made him lose all sanity he had left, he stopped sucking him off and pulled him a bit so his ass would be hanging from the couch, Jaejoong spread his legs and bend them, holding his legs by his knees, offering him quite a view of his tight entrance. “I need you…” he added, like he didn’t make himself clear with that position.

“I know, Jaejoong” he answered, swallowing hard when he saw him lying like that, ready for him, he would have never imagined he would be in a situation like that with Jaejoong, but he loved it. Jaejoong took one of Yunho’s hand, beginning to coat with saliva three of his fingers. “You make me crazy…” he blurted, Jaejoong’s cheek turned more red, if possible, he lowered his gaze and left his fingers, spreading more his legs, Yunho swallowed again, touching slightly the puckered hole. “Forgive me if I hurt you, I promise you the pain will be over quickly.”

Jaejoong nodded, realizing that even at those moments Yunho worried about him, and made him wonder if, in reality, his feelings were more than just lust, but he would start thinking about that later, at that moment he only cared about the finger that kept touching his entrance, he wished he could have something to hold on when the digit began to introduce slowly and a nuisance arose in that area; he clenched his teeth and was quite aware that his face had an expression of pain, as he heard Yunho apologize over and over, Yunho laid down by his side, and took possession of his lips once more, distracting him of the second finger making way inside of him, Yunho’s tongue was a good distractor to forget about the pain, or was it because it made him relax so he wasn’t putting any resistance? He really didn’t knew, he just knew that desire was beginning to get stronger and he wanted to put out the fire that Yunho had lighten up in him.

He arched his back as he moaned when those slender fingers touched certain point inside him and almost made him see starts, Yunho seemed more confident after that and he added a third finger, touching that point again and making him moan louder, forgetting that they were still in the company and that he needed to be quiet. Jaejoong was getting really desperate.

“I need you…” Jaejoong whispered, Yunho nodded and rearranged himself in the couch, sitting up straight and pulled Jaejoong towards him, making straddle him, Jaejoong really liked that position as he still had Yunho’s lips within reach.

He wrapped his fingers in the silky dark hair of the leader, feeling how he took him firmly by his buttocks and began to bury the tip of his cock between them, Jaejoong pulled a bit that hair when he felt the pain of the other’s manhood make way inside the tight passage, and he searched for his pain medicine, Yunho kissed him, their tongues interlacing in that dance they seemed to have mastered by now, devouring their lips with passion meanwhile Yunho’s manhood kept going inside of Jaejoong.

The vocalist felt somewhat uncomfortable, it was a new sensation and kind of strange to him, Yunho’s naughty hand grabbing his manhood also distracted him of the uncomfortable sensation and sent him back again to the sea of pleasure he had been in since he began fantasizing about Yunho touching him.

He bit the younger’s clavicle meanwhile his hips began to slide down his member, slowly at first, but as time passed and Jaejoong’s body got used to Yunho’s width, both could manage a steady rhythm, quick but effective, as nothing but moans and pants came out of both throats, lips and hands couldn’t stop kissing, touching and biting, wanting just to keep united as one, wanting to know the limits of pleasure together.

There was no sane thought in neither of them, at that moment, only they existed in that room, there was no one else around, what if someone could hear them? What if someone could suddenly enter the room? Who the fuck cared! Jaejoong sent everything to hell with every accurate thrust that hit directly his prostate, he even thought he might die from so much pleasure as his end was again close, and he let Yunho know with sweet moans that, in Yunho’s ears, sounded like the most beautiful melody.

“Hold on just a little bit longer, Boo” Yunho groaned, Jaejoong’s walls had suddenly tightened around his dick after Yunho gave a particular twitch of his wrist on his cock that sent him almost to the edge, Jaejoong was just able to moan in response, and hugged him tighter, if possible, getting lost again in the sound of their hips hitting each other, their hearts pounding against their chests, erratic breathing and Yunho’s hand over his dick. Was he in heaven? He was starting to believe in so.

It didn’t took long before his second orgasm hit him again, his face contorted with pleasure, spilling his seed in their abdomens and his last moan was so audible and so precious that it didn’t took much before Yunho also came, he bit Jaejoong’s clavicle while coming down from his high, both of them rode out their orgasms and stood still after a while, Jaejoong still straddling Yunho and him inside of the older, taking deep breaths, trying to get back their bodies to normal, trying to accept the fact that they just had the most amazing sex of their lives and most important, it had help them clarify the feelings they had for each other.

Jaejoong was surprised when some sweet lips, that had nothing to do with the lustful and aggressive lips that were responsible of leaving his lips more swollen than usual, kissed him, making him sigh when he felt the tenderness of the kiss and then he understood, Jung Yunho caused too many things inside of him, he was his best friend, his companion, his protector, a person he could trust forever and with anything, a person that had all the qualities he was looking in a person to get in a relationship, Jung Yunho had everything he had asked for, and maybe he was still high on endorphins after those amazing orgasms, but, he blushed again when he found himself thinking in that and feeling Yunho stare in him, and when their eyes met, Jaejoong realized maybe Yunho was getting the same thoughts as him.

Yunho's strong arms surrounded the narrow waist of the person that he had fallen in love almost without knowing, and he leaned his head on the hollow of his neck, they both sighed at the same time and then laughed because of it.

“And why did all of this happened?” Yunho asked, breaking the wonderful silence it had formed, Jaejoong smiled once more and covered his face with his hand, he moved off top of Yunho and stood up, getting the sheets that he had thrown away, Yunho got goosebumps when he saw the natural sensuality with which Jaejoong walked, it wasn’t the first time he noticed it, but it was different from seeing it with clothes, as seeing it completely naked, even with all of the grimace of pain and slight limping.

“Fans should really stop sending things like this” he held out the fanfic towards Yunho, who gave a quick read, smirking as he turned the pages, Jaejoong just stared at him, hugging his legs and wondering if he should really get dressed.

“Well, in my opinion, this…MarieMaknae23” he read the penname on the cover “should send more stuff like this if that is the reaction you are going to have every time you read some” Yunho said, taking one of his legs and pulling him until he was laying down, he climbed on top of him and Jaejoong surrounded his hips with his legs “Why we don’t try some of the things she wrote, huh?” he smirked again before giving him another long deep wet kiss.

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Five years later…

He fanned himself with the wrinkled sheets of that fanfic, feeling again too hot after remembering all the things that happened that afternoon…and the next days…and years.

No one knew he had kept that fanfic with care, that fanfic was the reason he had been the silliest person in love for many years, not even Yunho knew he had kept it after all those years, no one knew even when they had to start a new life as JYJ and had to leave all the stuff their fans had gifted to them. He sighed again and put back the sheets from the box he had taken them off, he ruffled his hair, tired of all the moving in to his new apartment.

He closed again the box, deciding he would finish unpacking next morning, and walked towards the big window in the living room, and watched the city lights blinking happily, he hugged his thin body and smiled again, sunrise in that bedroom was going to be amazing. The front door opened and he, knowing who it was, didn’t bothered in turning around.

“You’re like posing for a picture” a voice whispered in his ear and filled him with warmth, as always, Yunho’s strong arms hugged him from behind and made him feel safe, even in that strange place “You know, I’ve been reading some more…” Jaejoong laughed happily and turned around to see his boyfriends face, even if his relationship had been reduced to those moments in complete secret, he still cherished them.

“You need to stop reading once in a while, you know?” he said, slapping slightly his shoulder, Yunho answered him with a childish smile and kissed him, and that kiss was as great as the first, even after all those years they never got tired of their kisses.

“Who is the one who always said I should read I don’t know which fics? I am not the pervert one in this relationship “he answered and, without warning, he lift Jaejoong on his shoulder, like he was a sack of potatoes, the older began laughing, his beautiful laugh echoing and warming the lonely apartment “come one, we should try the new bed, it has posts, so maybe I can tie you to one.

“Yes…you do need to stop reading” Jaejoong said, frowning and holding on for dear life, hearing Yunho laugh evilly, but not disliking the idea of Yunho tying him down.

**Author's Note:**

> First of all, I think I wrote this in 2012, I was practically new to Yunjae AND gay sex (that's why I didn't knew how the fuck it worked :v) i stumbled upon this the other day and decided to give it a makeover, and... I don't think it's TOO bad, I mean, I miss good Yunjae around here that is not omegaverse, i miss a good idol-centered fanfic, I love more those fanfics.
> 
> Anywyas, thanks for reading, I love you all, I know Cassiopeia is still alive and still thinks this is the most real couple ever!!! -gets her yjs feelings all over again-
> 
> Anyways, thanks for reading and bearing with me in this boring a/n. Love you!
> 
> Don't forget to subscirbe, leave kudos and especially COMMENT! I fucking love comments, they;re my only payment for writing and, yes, it feeds my ego and helps with my low self esteem
> 
> See you! :D 
> 
> p.s. yes, I am the one that supposedly sent them that fanfiction and yes, it's not secret Jaejoong read fanfiction before.


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